My Iyashikei Game

Han Fei has used the five chances to turn back twice, and he still hasn't seen the soul chaser's face, and now he has no clue how to complete this task.

Time passed by every second. If you didn't see the other party within ten minutes, you would die. If you were caught up by the other party, you would die. If you used up five chances to turn back, you would die. pressure.

The only thing that can bring him strength and hope now is that he can go offline. Before he goes offline, he needs to grasp as much information as possible to increase his probability of surviving after the next login.

"I still have about seven minutes left, which is enough." Han Fei gave up on completing the task. When he made up his mind to go offline, his heart became a little more relaxed.

As long as he quits the game quickly enough, death is also something he will only encounter next time he logs in.

"Try to keep the remaining three chances. After I go offline, I immediately go to Zhuang Ren's house to play the Dead Tower game, and try to figure out what the Soul Chaser is in the game first, so that I should have a chance to complete this task next time I go online."

The ten-minute F-level mission is really outrageous. The Soul Chaser behind Han Fei doesn't seem to be in the same dimension as him. It feels like a miniature perfect life game, divided into two worlds, the outer world and the inner world.

The truly terrifying things are all in the inner world, and the "harmless" owners who have been deprived of their memories are placed in the outer world, and Huihun Ye is equivalent to the fusion of the outer and inner worlds, and the most terrifying things in the inner world will return.

There are two bridges between these two worlds, one is the nightmare of the butterfly, and the other is the ritual of conjuration.

Coincidentally, this seems to correspond to the butterfly's ability to manipulate dreams and the ability of the head of the happy community to conjure the soul.

"The scariest thing in the dead building is waking up, and as the ritual progresses, my stress will increase."

It's bad now, but the future will be even worse. As long as you live, you will continue to slide into deeper despair.

The dead building of the deep world is like a bottomless abyss, where despair and pain have no end.

Running down, Han Fei avoided the attacks from behind him several times. He didn't look back until he entered the corridor on the fourth floor.

"Room 4041!" Han Fei stared at a certain door, his mind changed sharply: "Feng Ziyu is a deep world that was brought into by butterflies, and the character of butterflies will definitely not let him run around, so he is likely to be caught by a butterfly. Trapped in 4041."

Han Fei has the talent of returning to the soul, which can only be used once a night.

If possible, he wanted to give Feng Ziyu a try to see if he could send him away.

However, the premise of trying is to touch the other party, so Han Fei must check the situation in room 4041 while he can go offline to avoid risks.

When he opened the security door and touched the door handle, Han Fei already felt something was wrong.

The palms were wet with a few grains of white rice on them.

Entering the promenade, there is an indescribable weirdness on the entire fourth floor. There is a brazier at the door of every household. If you want to enter the door, you must first step over the brazier.

But instead of paper ashes and paper money, there are a lot of cut-up photos and little people with braided hair in the brazier.

It is normal to look carefully at the corridor, but when running, the ground feels uneven and the walls are twisted and crooked, like a tunnel that can never be escaped.

There are three "4" rooms on the fourth floor. Han Fei didn't want to stay here for too long, but God did not want to. He found that if he wanted to get close to room 4041, he had to pass through room 4044.

"Anyway, it has been hunted down by the Soul Chaser, so there shouldn't be anything close to that room."

Negative and positive, Han Fei's idea is very simple.

He rushed to 4041 without hesitation, but after taking two steps, he clearly felt an abnormality.

The corridor seemed to be stretched infinitely, and he took two big steps, but his body only moved forward a short distance.

Inexplicably shivered, Han Fei felt that someone was watching him, looked up and looked straight ahead, the bright red couplets in every household seemed to be bleeding, like the long tongue of a hanged ghost sticking out his mouth.

"Where did that look come from?"

Turning his eyes, Han Fei looked at room 4044. That room was different from other rooms. On its security door, there was a headless door god standing with his back to the corridor!

The door god is a headless door god that shocks Xiao Xiao, evil, and it feels very weird just by looking at it.

"Can't get close!"

Han Fei was instinctively reluctant to approach each other, but the security door rang behind him, and the Soul Chaser also entered the fourth floor.

There is no doubt that he will die if he stops in place. If he moves forward, there may be a 1% chance of survival. Han Fei can only choose the latter.

He ran wildly on the twisted promenade, obviously running far away, but he was still on the fourth floor, but the distance from the headless door god was shortened.

"What will this god guard be?"

The door god in the red paper seemed to be stepping on the river of blood, its arm grabbed something, and its body was slowly turning.

The brazier at the door of room 4044 trembled slightly, and all the portraits in the brazier had no heads, which seemed to be a hint.

Under the pursuit of the soul chaser, Han Fei got closer and closer to room 4044, and the corridor in front of him began to change.

More and more blood appeared from the corner, and it seemed that Han Fei's feet were no longer concrete, but puddles soaked with blood.

The viscous reddish-brown liquid continued to drip down his cheeks, and the ominous premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger.

"Where is this corridor, it's just a gate of hell."

Retreat is also death, Han Fei can only move forward, but when he was finally about to reach the door of room 4044, his arm that was weakly dropped again stinging.

The blood-colored lines began to shrink instantly, and black blood vessels protruded from the butterfly-shaped wound on Han Fei's arm. Something was trying to remind Han Fei to run!

"Big sin?"

When he was attacked by the Soul Chaser, Da Evil helped Han Fei to block a fatal blow, and now the other party once again issued a warning to Han Fei.

The galloping footsteps stopped suddenly, Han Fei looked towards room 4044, the doorman standing with his back to the corridor had turned around, and he was dragging a huge guillotine in his hand.

When the blade fell down, Han Fei didn't have time to hesitate, he immediately chose to quit the game.

The blood solidified the world, and the falling blade almost slashed Han Fei's neck.

Consciousness began to detach, and in the blood-red city, he vaguely heard angry songs.

When Han Fei left the game, the singing confirmed Han Fei's position again, which greatly stimulated him.

Taking off the game helmet, Han Fei was paralyzed in the game cabin. He tried to open the cabin door, but he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand.

This night was extraordinarily fulfilling for Han Fei. He was either running for his life, or on the way to escape, until he was finally forced out of the game.

"The next time I go online, it will be the most terrifying night of returning to the soul in 14 years. I only have less than 24 hours to prepare."